Of course, Ye Longcheng heard the sarcasm in her words, and his face was filled with confusion for a moment.
But he really had no other better way.
Ye Xiyue is very powerful, who knows what other trump cards she has?
If he wants to win, this method is the most convenient and effective.
Therefore, even if he would be criticized, Ye Longcheng still did it.
He shouted in a deep voice:
"I won't say this until you take my move!"
As he spoke, the spear in his hand thrust forward, heading straight for Ye Xiyue's wrist!
Ye Xiyue's steps were slightly wrong, and her sword moved according to her heart.
Keng!
Tianwen Sword and Beixing Spear collided hard!
Ye Longcheng felt that the Wenjian that day seemed light and sharp, but in fact it was extremely heavy. His arms sank suddenly under the pressure, and the North Star Spear in his hand almost came out.
He was shocked.
Ye Xiyue's reaction speed was so fast that he couldn't find a chance to intervene in the attack.
This game is probably more difficult than expected.
Without thinking, he continued to attack, thrust out the spears in his hand one after another, leaving several afterimages in front of him, and all the moves were aimed at Ye Xiyue's life gate!
Between the eyebrows, the neck, the heart!
All are fatal!
The smile on Ye Xiyue's face gradually faded away, and her beautiful brows seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill.
This Yelong City is really awesome!
In order to win this game, I really used any means!
...
Everyone watching in the audience naturally saw what Ye Longcheng was thinking.
Everyone looked at each other, and there were boos from the crowd.
"I heard that Ye Longcheng is the beloved disciple of Elder Mo Sang and is a leader in Xuanbing Academy. How could he be like this..."
"First, he tried to attack Ye Xiyue's right wrist. After being stopped by Ye Xiyue, he then changed his direction. Every time he struck, he was aiming to kill Ye Xiyue! Does he really want to win?"
"This is an elite meeting. There's nothing wrong with wanting to win, right? Aren't those previous games quite fierce? I didn't see you say anything."
I don't know who retorted, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.
"Before was before, now is now, how can the situation be the same? What Ye Longcheng's plan is is so obvious, don't say you can't see it, right?"
"That's it! Who of the people who come here don't want to win? But you have to be a little particular about it, right? If nothing else, Ye Longcheng will lose just because of his character and bearing!"
...
There was a lot of discussion, but the two people who were fighting fiercely on the field couldn't pay attention to it.
However, Elder Mo Sang and others in the audience could hear it clearly.
The faces of everyone in Xuanbing Academy are not pretty.
On the one hand, they knew that Ye Longcheng's actions were not fair enough, but on the other hand, they really wanted to win. Situ Liuyun, who was most promising to win the first place, had been defeated, and Ye Longcheng was the only one left on their side.
Hope.
After several considerations, they could only choose to pretend not to hear the criticism.
But, how could this matter really be revealed like this?
The first person who couldn't stand it was Elder Xuanhai.
Ever since Ye Longcheng deliberately attacked Ye Xiyue's wrist as soon as he came on the field, he had been dissatisfied.
Now that I see Elder Mo Sang and others still pretending to be dead, I feel even more angry.
He sneered, stared at Elder Mo Sang, and asked in a deep voice:
"Mo Sang, is this the good apprentice you taught?"